Ash's Chat Group (01-02)

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Chapter 1: Wushan Zhenjun and the Blissful Ascension Group

June 6, 2066, Saturday.

Summer ends and autumn arrives.

In this season, cool breezes rise. Pedestrians on the street have all changed into autumn clothes. Thin jackets and sexy short
skirts have become the mainstream outfit for fashion-conscious urban women—no matter how cold it is, they still want to show off their beautiful legs; this is their
unwavering belief.

Z City University Town.

6:06 PM, this is the time when everyone goes out to eat and have fun. Ye Ye, however, is alone in his dormitory
. The computer screen has been pulled up to the bedside so that he can watch movies in various positions.

As a typical otaku, he has no great ambitions and is too lazy to go out in the cool breeze. He just wants to lie in
bed and watch his TV series.

"Hmm... I'm getting a little sleepy." He yawns, feeling his thoughts spinning with the plot
. He seems to have become a warrior, wielding a greatsword and frantically hacking at the Japanese samurai around him.

On a vast grassland, a black wind blew, and many Japanese samurai surrounded him, attacking him. But he roared, and with
a spinning sweep, he cut them all in two at the waist.

"So satisfying, I'm so powerful..." he muttered incoherently, hovering between reality and fantasy.

"Beep beep beep~" Just then, his phone's chat app buzzed.

It was a notification that someone had added him as a friend or added him to a group.

"Who added me?" Ye Ye tapped on his phone, and a message popped up.

Wushan Zhenjun has added you as a friend and added you to the Blissful Ascension Group.

"Is it a classmate from university? What kind of weird group is this? Could it be someone who wants
to start a group to go out and have fun again? I don't want to go... going out is too tiring." Ye Ye thought to himself, and couldn't help but think of
a few girls he met in general education classes. They often started these kinds of groups just to invite people out.

These girls have wildly imaginative minds, so it's not surprising that they occasionally use cultivation-related nicknames
.

Thinking this, he clicked "Accept" and then fell into a deep sleep.

In the "Eternal Bliss Ascension" group, after a new member joined, members gradually surfaced.

Galaxy Wanderer: "Did True Monarch Wushan add a new fellow Daoist? It's been over six years since you added a new member, hasn't it?"

Su Shiqi quickly replied: "A new fellow Daoist? Which region of China are you from? Where do you cultivate?
What's your Daoist name? What's your cultivation level? Do you need a girlfriend?"

This series of questions didn't seem like the style of a college girl.

At the same time, Mad Sword Three Waves popped up a message: "Seventeen, be quiet. The new fellow Daoist's name is Ye Ye, obviously a girl
, so don't get any ideas. A fairy, right? Post a picture for everyone to see?"

Seeing Su Shiqi and Mad Sword Three Waves' comments, several people in the group twitched their lips.

"Brother Sanlang, your memory is truly comparable to a goldfish," said Yinhe Sanren. "
What if Senior Wushan joins as a senior? Wouldn't you be courting death again?"

Sanlang is good at everything—optimistic, cheerful, and loves to join in the fun—so he's quite popular—except for his habitually
sharp tongue, which leads to his downfall. He's suffered a lot because of it.

"Please don't mention any seniors, I have a trauma from it," Kuangjian Sanlang posted a row of "lifeless"
emojis.

Four years ago, he was harassed by a super beautiful female senior because of his foul mouth,
and he was tormented terribly… That senior, having nothing better to do, found him after being harassed, moved into his house, and then
stripped him naked every day, immobilizing him with an erection technique and having sex with him every day for a full year and six months,
fully demonstrating the power of cultivators.

You heard right, a full year and six months! Without a break! Recalling those inhumanly difficult years
, even his eyes welled up with tears; it was just too damn miserable.

No sooner had Sanlang finished speaking than a series of lewd laughing emojis popped up in the group chat—a particularly blatant and
obnoxious form of mockery.

"You bunch of bastards, I'll remember you! Don't let me run into you, or I'll make you
taste the power of my eighty-one-way water-spraying fast sword technique, especially Fairy. I'll make you even
more 'wild' than my name!" Kuangjian Sanlang said viciously. He was confident in his fast sword;
none of those who dared to mock him were his match.

As soon as Kuangjian Sanlang finished speaking, another lewd laughing emoji popped up in the group chat—it was Su Shiqi's.

Su Shiqi excitedly said, "How about it, Brother Lang? When are we going to have a one-on-one fight? Standing or in bed? I think
we should fight in bed. Didn't you say you're ranked seventy-sixth in the fifth rank of strength across all the realms
when standing, but third in bed? That way, your chances of winning are higher."

"..." Kuang Jian Sanlang immediately shrank back. Because he couldn't beat Shiqi!

His cultivation was profound, his deep power reaching the late stage of the fifth rank Spirit Emperor realm, but he couldn't defeat Shiqi.

His swordsmanship was ruthless; his fast sword strikes, when used standing, were impenetrable within a hundred feet. His swift and ruthless sword aura
was like a tornado; once caught in its sword circle, there was no escape. Even he himself was afraid, but he could
n't defeat Shiqi.

He was known as the Mad Swordsman, wielding a longsword in his hand and a short sword at his waist. He was a womanizer,
capable and hardworking; when he really went all out, he could go on for three days and three nights without stopping. He even once held
the record of a year and six months with a senior, but he still couldn't beat Seventeen!

Yes, they had done it once, and Seventeen won decisively.

Because Seventeen, whether standing or in bed, was undeniably number one among the fifth-rank experts in all the realms
!

Seeing Sanlang shrink back, the crowd erupted in another string of lewd laughs.

"...You're ruthless." This time, Sanlang could only utter a frustrated remark.

Seeing the newcomer remain silent, the crowd didn't care and continued their chatter.

"Wushan?" At this moment, someone named "Wanwan" asked.

"He logged off after joining. I heard his little demon dog went out to roam again, and Wushan rushed
after him. But I doubt he'll catch up easily; that little guy runs incredibly fast," replied Yinhe Sanren.

"..." Maru.

Everyone chatted for a while longer, but seeing that the new fellow Daoist didn't react, they all went offline.

About six hours later, Ye Ye woke up and checked the chat history.

What demonic dog? True Lord? Mad Blade? What kind of strange hobby group is this?

He carefully looked at True Lord Wushan's introduction and confirmed that he was not a student from the same school.

"Did I add the wrong person?" Ye Ye tilted his head and thought for a moment, then sleepiness came over him. He decided to continue to remain invisible and
fell into a deep sleep again.

Chapter 2: Fifth Grade Yin Yang Family Inheritance Gift Pack

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Ye had been in the Blissful Ascension Group for six days.

In these few days, he had figured out the situation. Originally, the group owner, True Lord Wushan, wanted to add an
old friend's daughter named Qian Rouzi, but unexpectedly, their phone numbers differed by only one digit, and he accidentally added him instead
.

Originally, he was going to kick him out.

But unexpectedly, everyone said that adding each other was fate and they wanted to communicate more with modern young people, so they all
spoke up for Ye Ye, and that's how he ended up in the group.

"What young people..." Ye Ye felt that these people who would create a group specifically for this purpose, use strange names, and talk nonsense
were either delusional or had chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), and they couldn't possibly be that old.

"Who knows, I'm older than you guys! Older than you guys in every way!" Ye Ye
shouted into his phone in the empty dormitory... his tone was very imposing, but he looked a bit like an idiot.

However, although he didn't say it, he actually found it quite amusing to watch the members in the group talk nonsense.

But he would never speak! This was a rule he set for himself. Just kidding, he wasn't stupid, if he spoke,
wouldn't he make himself seem like a weirdo too? Absolutely no speaking! Absolutely lurking!

During this time, Ye Ye also got to know several people in the group.

For example, the rarely appearing group owner, Wushan Zhenjun.

And the two administrators who never appeared, Tianluo Sect Rain Night Fairy and Seventh Venerable. There's

the seemingly carefree Yinhe Sanren, always online; the incredibly reckless Kuangjian Sanlang; the utterly lacking in class,
tomboyish Su Shiqi who's always talking about getting ready to fight; and Wanwan, who never types more than five words.

Then there's Master Dongxuan, who absolutely refuses to type; supposedly, he's practicing silent meditation, unable to speak or even type
, only able to send emoticons.

It's alright in the group, but in real life, can you imagine a monk constantly
making faces at you? Ye Ye felt nauseous just imagining it.

Finally, there's Xinghuadao Qianyuzi, whose comments seem relatively normal. It's thanks to her, just one digit off her phone number,
that I had the chance to join this Blissful Ascension group.

On the seventh day, upon opening the group chat, I saw Yinhe Sanren's post: "Today I went up the mountain to help Wanwan dig for herbs,
but instead of herbs, I found a fifth-grade inheritance gift pack. Judging from its appearance, it seems to be an obscure Yin-Yang School technique.
Wanwan and I don't need it and want to give it away. Anyone interested?"

Wanwan hummed in agreement to Yinhe Sanren giving it away.

"Fifth-grade? That's too low a level, and the path is too obscure. I don't think many people will want it. How about asking
who wants to have a private argument with me tonight?" Su Shiqi said.

"Don't any disciples need it?" Yinhe Sanren persisted.

"All the disciples in the group have sects, so I don't think anyone needs it. Besides, the Yin-Yang School has been lost
for a long time, and the technique is too obscure to even borrow," Wushan Zhenjun said. "If it's a free spirit, I might consider it,
but Yinhe, you're already fifth-grade, so you probably won't need it."

"Yes, that's why I asked if anyone was interested," Yinhe Sanren said.

"Although my rank is low, I don't need it." Qian Rouzi said halfway through, then suddenly sent a "sister has
an idea" emoji: "Why don't we just roll it? Whoever rolls it gets it, that seems like fun."

"Agreed," Wanwan said.

"Hmm, good idea." Yinhe Sanren thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll do a random draw
, and the person who draws it will get a few useful little spells as a bonus, plus six of Wanwan's 'Cute Pills' as a safety net. That
way, even if the person who draws it doesn't want it, they won't lose out."

Wushan Zhenjun: "Good idea, I'll add ten more True Essence Pills."

Everyone below praised.

Wushan Zhenjun is great, no wonder he's the patriarch of this group, he's so generous.

Ye Ye looked at the conversation in the group and felt a chill run down his spine. These people are addicted to this, they've gone too far! What Yin-Yang
School, Cute Pills, will eating them make you cute? Just cute? Or super cute? It was already strange enough, but
now that he's taken the medicine, he's beyond saving! You can't just take medicine randomly, it'll spoil.

Just as he was about to speak up to stop everyone, the group chat screen vibrated, and the name Ye Ye appeared
below the random selection.

The Seventh Venerable, who hadn't shown his face until now, spoke up: "As expected of a newbie, your newbie luck is strong. This gift is
very good. I'll personally sponsor you a few more talismans, from now on you're going to ascend to heaven."

"Congratulations, young friend." Everyone in the group congratulated him.

Galaxy Wanderer said: "Congratulations, young friend, this is perfect for a newbie. I'll
shoot it over with my flying sword."

"+1", "+1" Wushan True Monarch and Seventh Venerable echoed.

Shoot, shoot what? Don't shoot randomly! It'll kill someone!

"These people are really not ordinary monsters." Ye Ye thought to himself in front of his phone.

So people, you must read more books, don't think nonsense all day, it's easy to go astray.

"I absolutely cannot be assimilated by them!" Ye Ye clenched his right fist.

"Go eat and read." Ye Ye glanced at the group chat one last time.

Seeing that Ye Ye didn't react, the others didn't care. Anyway, the matter was settled, so they continued chatting.

Yinhe Sanren: "Seventeen, didn't your family have a junior who was about to undergo tribulation? How did it go?"

Su Shiqi replied: "He's about to undergo it. It'll start in a few hours."

Yinhe Sanren: "Where is it? Do you need any help?"

"In the suburbs of Z City. Don't worry, my Shiqi has extraordinary bones and excellent talent. A mere third to fourth-grade tribulation is a
piece of cake, as easy as eating a piece of cake. You guys just wait for my Shiqi to advance to the fourth-grade innate realm, and then I'll find a chance to mess with
you, wahahaha..." Fairy Su Shiqi laughed heartily, very relaxed.

"Then I'm relieved. Eighteen is beautiful and talented; a third-grade lightning tribulation really won't be a problem for her," Yinhe Sanren
replied.

Ye Ye scratched his head. Z City?

Isn't that where his university, Z City University, is located? Could he see it from the university?

"I'm such an idiot," Ye Ye laughed self-deprecatingly. Did he really believe what they said in the group chat?

A lightning tribulation, indeed. Looking at the weather, the water was sparkling and the sunshine was beautiful, the scenery as radiant as a naked young girl.
The sky was a deep blue, and as far as the eye could see, there wasn't a cloud in sight. How could there be a thunderstorm?

Besides, it's the 22nd century now. Weather forecasts are as accurate as the girl next door's period; if they say it's sunny, there won't
be a single cloud, and if they say it's raining, there won't be a ray of sunshine. They can't just change their minds any second.

"I think it's more practical to go eat first, and then browse the bookstore," Ye Ye murmured.

He picked up his bag, put on his coat, and prepared to go out.

A flash of silver light appeared outside. Without a word, a silver sword pierced through the open window and landed with a "thud"
in front of Ye Ye, startling him so much that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"Thud!" "Thud!" Two more sounds rang out. Two
longswords of different shapes appeared on either side of Ye Ye's testicles, almost making him wet himself.

"I... my god." Ye Ye looked at the three swords in front of him, ruefully touching his
testicles. *I'm still a virgin otaku, don't let me get cut off before I even have a chance to use them, I'll cry
.

* Ye Ye calmed down for a while before examining them. He noticed that each of the three swords had a bundle tied to its hilt,
the blades gleaming coldly, looking quite extraordinary.

"Could there really be...?" Ye Ye's legs trembled as he removed the three bundles and opened them.

One bundle contained a wooden box with a small stack of what appeared to be Taoist
talismans, likely provided by the Seventh Venerable. The other bundle contained ten small silver beads, seemingly
True Essence Pills provided by True Lord Wushan, though their purpose was unknown.

Finally, Ye Ye removed the largest bundle and opened it…

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